The wind is a little cool tonight.

Zhang Song rode on the jujube red horse, feeling the cold wind rubbing his cheeks, and his hot heart gradually cooled down.

From Liangshui Town to Mengjia Village, since receiving the order to set off, it has been almost two hours all the way, even if the mood to solve the case is urgent, it has calmed down at this time.

The shadows of the trees on both sides of the dirt and stone path swept behind him like the wind, and Zhang Song squinted his eyes and looked at the lights of the village like fireflies two miles away. Not far away, a huge banyan tree stands proudly, with lush branches and leaves, and tenacious life.

The magnificent scenery that can show vitality is the most awe-inspiring scenery. Even though it is not difficult to see such magnificent life in the town near the river, Zhang Song couldn't help but be attracted by the majestic appearance of this huge banyan tree, and couldn't help but take a second look.

It was this extra glance that made him find the problem.

On the huge banyan tree, a black figure, mixed with a few falling wide leaves, slid down lightly.

The dark night, the dark shadows of the trees, and a pitch-black figure slowly fell down.

Seeing this scene, anyone will be wary, let alone Zhang Song, who is the most vigilant in the Water Official Mansion?

"Be careful! there's someone in the tree!"

The moment he saw the pitch-black figure, Zhang Song came to a fast horse and made a quick stop, pulled the reins suddenly, and fixed the jujube red horse in place, and at the same time did not forget to remind Wang Ergou after his death.

Wang Ergou raised his head in response, and sure enough, he saw a figure among the falling leaves, this figure was wearing a black cloak, and he was almost about to merge with the darkness at night.

Wang Ergou, who has dreamed of going to the rivers and lakes with a sword since he was a child but has no relationship with the rivers and lakes, although he has not seen any real masters, but when he saw this black figure falling from the sky, his heart couldn't help but tremble.

"Master, this must be a master!"

Wang Ergou, who had long wanted to see the master's demeanor, suddenly turned into ecstasy on his shocked face, in his senses, when the black shadow fell from above, there was a sense of stagnation in the air flying with the wind, light and fluttering, almost exactly the same as those few fallen leaves.

Look at this bearing, look at this body, this fucking is the real master. I, Wang Ergou, finally saw a living master!

For the desire of the master, Wang Ergou has reached the level of thinking about it, otherwise when he heard that there was a murder in Mengjia Village during the day, how could he be desperate to go along?

Zhang Song glanced at Wang Ergou who was overjoyed with his peripheral vision, and secretly helpless in his heart, unlike Wang Ergou, at this moment, his mood was about to sink to the bottom.

There are thousands of people, there are thousands of ways, and it is a simple truth to meet people on any road. On the road leading to Mengjia Village, a poor and remote village, you may meet fishermen and old farmers, but it is impossible to meet people in the rivers and lakes. Those who wander the rivers and lakes will probably never come to such a remote township in their lifetime, because it is completely contrary to their original intention of making a name for themselves.

The tiger is hidden in the high mountains, the hidden dragon in the deep sea, and the people in the rivers and lakes enter the rivers and lakes, either for fame or profit, only those who stand in the center of the temple are the destination for them to compete for fame and fortune.

At this time, in this place, I met such a person who looked like a master. Zhang Song, who has been on an errand in the town of Shui for nearly ten years, how can he not be vigilant?

"The government is handling the case, and Your Excellency is blocking the way here, what is your intention?

Zhang Song took a deep breath, raised his left horsewhip, and warned the black figure whose feet had fallen to the ground and were firmly nailed to the ground like stone stakes.

In the blink of an eye, two body techniques were displayed one after another, one was a light fluttering leaf in the air, and the other was as steady as Mount Tai standing on the ground, and the conversion between the two body methods was not suffocated, and on top of the body method, the other party showed a kind of detachment mentality that was familiar with it.

"What a rock that falls to the ground with the wind, Your Excellency is a person from Yunshi Palace?" Seeing the other party's skillful body transformation, Zhang Song's face changed again and again.

Dependent Water Town is under the rule of Boundary Water City, compared to remote towns such as Dependent Water Town, Boundary Water City is much more prosperous, and many sects use this as a place to settle, and Yunshi Palace is one of them.

Don't look at the reputation of the Yunshi Palace, in fact, it is just a third-rate small sect, the manager of the door is the founder of the palace gate, I was fortunate to hear an elder in the Traceless Sect give a lecture, and I have a lot of insight into the light body exercises, and I have created a body method that flutters like a leaf and falls like a stone, and it is by virtue of this hand that I can rank among the second-rate exquisite body methods, and in the area of Jieshui, which is only a third-rate sect, it has gained a lot of fame.

What Zhang Song is really worried about now is not the identity of the other party's Yunshi Palace. After all, he has an official position, no matter how strong Yunshi Palace is, he doesn't dare to go against the imperial court, what makes him really worried is that the other party has just revealed his light achievements, if they fight, they may not be able to leave each other.

Thinking of the suspicious behavior of the other party suddenly appearing here and blocking him from his way, Zhang Song's right hand quietly touched the long knife on his waist, ready to fight at any time.

For Zhang Song's small movements, Yan Xing, who was dressed in a black robe, ignored it, just clasped his arms to his chest and looked at each other quietly. Do not act, do not speak.

"Your Excellency......"

Zhang Song was unwilling, and was about to ask again, but saw that the other party suddenly raised a finger and gently touched him.

It was this slight point that almost became Zhang Song's nightmare. With Yan Xingguan's pointing, as well as his majestic energy, I saw that his breath suddenly turned into a rolling knife intent pressed forward, and pressed towards Zhang Song with an overwhelming momentum.

If the knife intent is like a general trend, it rolls forward and is unstoppable.

Zhang Song was stared at by the indifferent and almost playful gaze, the pressure rose sharply, and the palpitating knife intent was no longer able to bear it in just a moment.

"Ahh

I only heard Zhang Song's low roar, and while venting the pressure in his heart, he raised his hand and pulled out the long knife that was cross-body at his waist.

The long knife was unsheathed, and the cold light flashed. Zhang Song is worthy of the limit of five forgings, the level of a first-class martial artist, from drawing the knife to drawing the knife, the speed is only a moment.

In an instant, the blade is coming, and it is too late to blink.

"Okay!" Wang Ergou, who was watching the play on the side, couldn't help but shout, he, the eldest brother Zhang Song, deserves to be from a family of knife arts, but this quick knife makes people unguardable, if he puts himself in his shoes, he will never be able to avoid this cutting knife.

There are high and low martial arts, there are high and low visions, and there are thousands of people in the world, but he Wang Ergou is not Yan Xingguan after all. In the later stage of Qi transformation, it is only a kick in the door to shape the life, what kind of cultivation is this? If you can't even dodge a quick knife from a five-forging martial artist, then you don't need to mix in the rivers and lakes.

A knife as fast as lightning in Wang Ergou's eyes fell in Yan Xingguan's eyes, but it was as slow as a turtle crawling. Mo said that it was a blink, he didn't even bother to look at it, he just shook his head, and flashed the knife that went straight to the throat, and the blade even grazed his fur, and he didn't even make a single superfluous movement.

"Good knife technique, but it's a pity, it's still a little slower. ”

Yan Xingguan pursed his lips and waved his hand, as if he was bombarding a fly, and he didn't see his force, and a stream of air appeared and pushed Zhang Song out.

He looked at Zhang Song, who had retreated to a few zhang away, and said loudly: "Some fast knives look amazingly fast, but they are only relying on the illusion of knife skills, there are many flaws, if you want to practice a truly impeccable fast knife, you still need to work the foundation, I know such a knife master, hard training knives for 20 years, if you are an enemy with him, before you can see how he made a knife, he has already been in a different place." The demeanor of that knife is creepy when you think about it. ”

Looking at the black-robed man on the other side who looked like he was looking at the past, a strange look flashed on Zhang Song's face, and he had an intuition that this mysterious person who had been deliberately forcing him to make a move since he appeared didn't seem to have the fundamental purpose of fighting with him. And his admonition, which was more than mocking, was more like a deliberate statement for people to hear.

Could it be that this person is here to teach me how to practice knives?

Shaking his head vigorously, leaving the ridiculous thoughts in his mind behind, Zhang Song stared at Yan Xingguan and asked in a deep voice, "What does Your Excellency want?"

Yan Xing saw that he had withdrawn, and he was a little unhappy in his heart.

"When fighting against others, remember to be timid, if you have a will to retreat in your heart, even if you have a strong sword technique, you will not be able to move forward. ”

If the knife is unstoppable, no matter how sharp the knife is, it will not kill anyone.

Zhang Song held a long knife in his hand and was in a dilemma.

Yan Xingguancai didn't care what Zhang Song thought, stretched out his finger and hooked it, and said in a commanding tone: "Show all your sword skills and attack with all your might." As if he was afraid that the other party would not dare, he lazily added.

"Don't worry, you can't die!"

Yan Xingguan's words were like a loud slap on Zhang Song's face.

"Too much deception!"

Zhang Song, who could not bear the humiliation, let out a roar, regardless of life and death, sacrificed the long knife again, and did his best to show the knife technique he had learned all his life.

Zhang Song has been a knife since childhood, although he has not learned much knife skills, but he is better at specialization, especially the thirteen-way soul chasing knife method of his family, which is particularly skilled. It's just that the fierce knife technique that can kill people and chase souls on weekdays is now like a mouse touching a cat, and it can't play half of the effect.

Not only that, but every time the other party takes a knife, he will explain the disadvantages and point out the ways to improve. Lang Lang's voice was conclusive, although he benefited a lot from it, but the taste of slapping his face with this kind of trick was really uncomfortable. For Zhang Song, who has strong self-esteem, it is like a nightmare.

When Zhang Song had exhausted all his sword skills and the people were exhausted, the black-robed man ignored him and walked away directly, as if he had never taken him to heart from beginning to end.

If there is only the contempt of the enemy, it is just that, after all, the other party's methods are extraordinary, but what really makes Zhang Song proud is the sentence "really handsome" that Wang Ergou sighed at the back of the other party after he left. It is indeed unpleasant to be despised by the enemy, and then ignored by your own people!